20% of the atlantic's plankton dissolving as i lay my hand across your shoulder.
What an original way to approach this subject. A love poem and a death poem at once. The death of the world, the love of the one whose shoulder is beneath your arm as you walk.
What an original way to approach this subject. A love poem and a death poem at once. The death of the world, the love of the one whose shoulder is beneath your arm as you walk.